Jul 062010
 

I made coffee all over the counter this morning.  I didn’t mean to, but I knew it was going to happen sooner or later.  I suppose it just had to happen on the first day back to work after a wonderful vacation.

It started last night when I set up the coffee maker to make coffee for me this morning.  I cleaned the pot, filled it with 4 cups of water, then poured it in the coffee maker.  I set the pot on the counter while I cleaned the basket and reloaded with filter and fresh coffee grounds.  Then, I turned on the timer and went to bed.

When I shuffled to the kitchen this morning the coffee pot was still sitting where I left it and the nice coffee brew was all over the counter.   As I see it, I only had two choices.  a) I could wipe it up with a towel and then ring out the towel in my cup, or . . . b) I could pour some sugar and cream on the counter and lick it all up.  I chose option “a”, because I couldn’t figure out how to stir the counter.   It was too early to think straight and I hadn’t had my coffee yet.

I figure there is a moral in this story and it probably has something to do with not getting distracted.  Pay attention to the details or you might wake up with a mess.  King David got distracted and made a big mess.  Then, not unlike me, he finally decided to suck it up and come clean.  Or perhaps the lesson is simpler:  If you are going to make coffee on the counter, be sure to pour the sugar and cream on first.

Dec 052009
 

I got just what I wanted and I don’t like it.  It’s the coffee maker that grinds the beans and makes the coffee automatically.  It makes delicious, fresh coffee with little effort on my part . . . the first time.  AFTER the first time, you not only have a coffee pot and basket to rinse out, but a grinder mechanism with intricate corners and crevasses that all must be cleaned and dried before it can be used again.  It’s more trouble than it’s worth.

Over the years, I have gotten many things that are just what I asked for, but not what I really wanted.  This morning it occured to me that the opposite might also be true.  There just might be a few things in life that, unwanted and never requested, would be just perfect for me if I would only ask and accept them.